
I have big tits and in Emmanuelle I gave lots of 11 year old boys there first orgasms.
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Dance: Ten Looks: Three
(marvin hamlisch/ed kleban)
It was then I decided to call the doctor
For my appointment to buy what?
Tits and ass, shall I buy a fancy pair?
Tightened up that derriere
Did the nose with it, all that goes with it
Tits and ass, you can knock and someones there
Shake the new maracas and youre fine
Tits and ass, can change your life
Would they change mine
Wouldnt cost a fortune, neither
Wouldnt hurt my sex life either
Its a gas, I have never seen a pair
Chorus girl or movie star or wife
Tits and ass, oh yeah, t and a
Tits and ass can change your life
song performed by by Diana Ross

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I Know What Boys Like
Boys, boys
He you wanna know something?
Boys, boys
Boys like girls
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I seem them looking (looking)
I make them want me
I like to tease them
And they want to touch me
I never let them
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like me
I got my cat moves
That so upsets them
Zippers and buttons
Fun to frustrate them
They get so angry
Like pouty children
Denied their candy
I laugh right at them
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
I think you're special
I might let you
You're so much different
I might let you
There's no one like you
I might let you
Or would you like that?
I might let you
Sucker!
Boys, b-b-boys
Boys, b-b-b-boys
G-g-g-g-got what boys want
G-g-g-got
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
I know what boys like
I got what boys want
I know what boys like
Boys like, boys like, boys like me
Yeah, I know what boys like
Come on girls, you know what they like
It ain't no secret
I know what boys like
I know what guys want
I know what boys like
I've got what boys want
Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh
song performed by by Vitamin C

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Great Plans
Overheard a teacher
the other day
Having coffee
Telling a friend
Gave this assignment
to my second graders
You're shipwrecked
on an island
Draw me a picture
then tell me a story
of what you would do
to save yourself
Boys: 'With my sword
I would do this
With my gun
I would do that'
Girls: 'I'd explore
Get some food and flowers
Build a house and
wait to get rescued'
Lots of men around here
Doing this and that
Lots of women too
Waiting to get rescued
poem by Tom J. Mariani

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They grew really quickly. One minute I didn't have any tits and the next I had the biggest tits in the world.
quote by Tracey Emin

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One Year
What's in a year?
We watch it disappear.
Its days go by.
They seem to fly
into the ethers of the past.
A year too swiftly
does not last.
And yet each day within the year
contains within it
every single minute
where your life is resolute
and filled with purpose.
A year is not just calandar days
to be scratched off one by one.
When you do this it's then you find
you miss out on its fun.
In a year one can learn
to appreciate the time you have
to be among the living,
the time you have for giving.
In a year you learn about power
that allows you to fill each hour
with everything you love.
What's in a year?
All things new that can appear,
things you've never given thought to,
things in life you want to do.
Before the year has gone away
see before you each new day
and as the year meets its end
be one who can say
'This year has been my friend.
It gave me solace, gave me peace
and it gave me the chance to release
Pain.
poem by Edwina Reizer

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Pretty Boys
Last night I dreamt you were gay
It was all you needed to say
Finally an answer for why you dont want me that way
Last year I slept in your arms
Slept right through the alarm
But now you live in virginia, alone on a farm
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
Last july I came untied
My trousers , my bra , and my pride
You were so confident that I would let you inside.
Back of the bus in berlin
That was the summer of sin
Bryan and richie pounding the bottle of gin
Liars and lovers
Twin brothers
Never win
Boys will be boys
Boys will be boys
Girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
Girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
No girls cant avoid
Pretty boys
song performed by by Veruca Salt

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College life
Days of threat
Feelings of fear
With less of fun
With a girl in dream
Ends the first year!
Days of Joy
After a break
Planning to propose
Starts the second year!
With no achievement
Except few arrears
Starts the third year!
Lots and lots of fun
Waiting for her reply
Ends the third year
With few more backlogs!
Finally she fell in love
Now that she with tears
Threatening about her new proposal
Seen by her Parents!
Now with determination
And responsibility
Forgetting about parties
And fun in the city
Doing night-outs
Preparing for the backlogs
Towards the end of the final year
She is engaged with someone!
Before graduation day
Friends around
Happened the wedding!
Waiting for the visa
After clearing English tests
With lots of curse from parents
Flew off from here with her!
Waiting for a day to regain
Their love and care! !
poem by Archana Prabahar

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Children Know Better
my best friend
back in the second grade
(early sixties south)
was a black boy named Gary...
it was the first year they'd
integrated schools... and
we just liked each other...
just boys being boys...
and we hung together all year...
sadly, he couldnt come to my house,
and i couldnt go to his...
there was still a lot of tension then,
and everybody was afraid....
except us... we figured we
were just people, just boys....
sometimes the children
know better than the adults!
poem by Eric Cockrell

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Christmas Poem 1
Merry christmas Merry chrismas,
My heart is singing, My heart is swinging,
Was looking for the day, The most beautiful day,
For the whole year, For entire Year.
Did lots of decorations, On a big christmas tree,
Around all our surroundings, With colourful lights
And with so many gifts and So many toys
Did lots of preparations, Tasty cakes
So many sweets and Many candies,
Wishing to meet and greet Happy Christmas,
Looking forward for Santa to come my home
To give us lots of Happiness and Lots of gifts,
My heart is singing, My heart swinging,
Merry christmas, Merry christmas.
poem by Naga Bhanu Vemuri

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Nursery Rhyme
One year, two year, three year, four,
Comes a khaki gentleman knocking at the door.
'Any little boys at home, send them out to me
To train them and brain them in battles yet to be.'
When a little boy is born feed him, train him so.
Put him in a cattle pen and wait for him to grow.
When he's nice and plump and dear, and sensible and sweet,
Throw him in the trenches for the great grey rats to eat.
Toss him in the cannon's mouth, cannons fancy best
Tender little boys' flesh that's easy to digest.
Mother rears her family on two pounds ten a week.
Teaches them to wash themselves, teaches them to speak.
Rears them with a heart's love, rears them to be men.
Grinds her fingers to the bone, and then... what then?
But parents who must rear the boys the cannons love to slay,
Also pay for cannons that blow other boys away.
Parsons tell them that their sons have just been blown to bits.
Patriotic parents must all laugh like fits.
Rear the boys for honest men and send them out to die!
Where's the coward father who would dare raise a cry?
Any gentleman's aware folk rear their children for
Blunderers and plunderers to mangle in a war!
Five year, six year, seven year, eight.
'Hurry up you little chaps, the captain's at the gate!'
poem by Frank Wilmot

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Dancing With The Big Boys
Somethings going on in society
(dancing with the big boys)
You chew your fingers and stare at the floor
(dancing with the big boys)
One wrong word and youre out of sync
Talking bout a hands on policy
(big boys)
Death to the trees
(dancing with the big boys)
They werent bad, they werent brave
Nothing is embarrassing
(dancing with the big boys)
There are too many people, too much belief
(dancing with the big boys)
Where theres trouble theres poetry
(dancing with the big boys)
Your family is a football team
(big boys)
This dot marks your location
(dancing with the big boys)
Loneliness in a free society
(dancing with the big boys)
(big boys)
This can be embarrassing
(big boys)
Dancing with the big boys
(dancing with the big boys)
(big boys)
(big boys)
song performed by by David Bowie

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Dancing With The Big Boys
Bowie/pop
Somethings going on in society
(dancing with the big boys)
You chew your fingers and stare at the floor
(dancing with the big boys)
One wrong word and youre out of sync
Talking bout a hands on policy
(big boys)
Death to the trees
(dancing with the big boys)
They werent bad, they werent brave
Nothing is embarrassing
(dancing with the big boys)
There are too many people, too much belief
(dancing with the big boys)
Where theres trouble theres poetry
(dancing with the big boys)
Your family is a football team
(big boys)
This dot marks your location
(dancing with the big boys)
Loneliness in a free society
(dancing with the big boys)
(big boys)
This can be embarrassing
(big boys)
(dancing with the big boys)
(big boys)
(big boys)
song performed by by Iggy Pop

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Rider
Look at the shades of purple, brown and blue..
Oh, these colours how they do lift?
Me-riding along-just singing my song?
Sometimes, i was treated as if, i was my fathers gift!
Now 'twas said: 'some gifts are given'
And: 'some are saved for a rainy day'
But that was said decades and decades ago
Lots and lots of time has since passed away;
Now, i never understood covetous enemies
These people and their Barristers who all but beg
Secretly after what is not theirs and never will be
After all of these years, still after someones nest egg!
**Rider-An addition or amendment to a document
Dedicated to: Fear, Climb, My Rainy Day Girl and My Love.
And The Golden State.
By, Theodora Onken
December 31,2011
PS. 'FIVE' boys will be boys won't they? ? ? ? ?
poem by Theodora Onken

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Hairy Tits
You're mine to feel and touch,
I love your hairy tits,
I love you very much
And worship you to bits!
And when you feel my crutch
I get the age-old itch,
I like you very much,
I love your hairy tits!
poem by John Thorkild Ellison

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Lots Of Times
Lots of times we laugh and joke
And make funny faces
And lots of time we write notes
Telling each other hello
Lots of times we hung out
And made up funny games
And lots of times we stood together
And defended our beliefs
Lots of times I think of you
And how you're my best friend
And lots of times I know
That that will never end.
I think $100 at the end of the year doesn't mean a lot to me, but $100 from everyone in the state at the end of the year could mean lots of programs that could be good for Hawaii.
quote by John Higgins

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Poison Ivy League
(words & music by giant - baum - kaye)
Hail to thee old ivy league
Poison ivy league
The ra-ra boys are sitting round the table tonight
The ra-ra boys have lots of plans in view
Theyre gonna have panty raids
And make their own lemonade
Theyll live it up just like the big boys do
Poison ivy league, boys in that ivy league
Give me an itch, those sons of the rich
That poison ivy league
The ra-ra boys will go to bed so early tonight
Before exams they need a lot of rest
They gotta make good for dad
They gotta make good so bad
Theyll even pay someone to take that test
Poison ivy league, boys in that ivy league
How can they flunk, theyre so full of bunk
That poison ivy league
The ra-ra boys are being groomed for business some day
For better things to college they were sent
And you can bet theyll be the head of the company
As long as dear old daddys president
Poison ivy league, boys in that ivy league
So loaded with cash, they give me a rash
That poison ivy league
So let it be told
I wont touch them with a ten foot pole
That poison ivy league
song performed by by Elvis Presley

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Boys Will Be Boys
Ooh (2x)
Boys will be boys (2x)
You've got something
So incredible in my eyes
My heart starts pumpin
Whenever you're around
My whole world's upside down
Baby
But I try to get closer
And you always push me away
You tell me it's much too soon
But I just can't help it
I always gotta make a play
Chorus:
Ooh (2x)
Boys will be boys
(Hey)
Ooh (2x)
Baby
Boys will be boys
All my senses
Go right into overdrive
Ooh my defenses
Are never gonna hold
Always gotta lose control
An I hear you sayin
That you think we should wait
And I can't hold on anymore
My body's callin for you
So please don't hesitate
Ooh (2x)
Boys will be boys
You outta know by now baby
Ooh (2x)
Boys will be boys (2x)
I gotta do what I gotta do baby
Naaa
song performed by by Backstreet Boys from Backstreet Boys

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On The Sunny Side
Hi and whoop-hooray, boys!
Sing a song of cheer!
Here's a holiday, boys,
Lasting half a year!
Round the world, and half is
Shadow we have tried;
Now we're where the laugh is,--
On the sunny side!
Pigeons coo and mutter,
Strutting high aloof
Where the sunbeans flutter
Through the stable roof.
Hear the chickens cheep, boys,
And the hen with pride
Clucking them to sleep, boys,
On the sunny side!
Hear the clacking guinea;
Hear the cattle moo;
Hear the horses whinny,
Looking out at you!
On the hitching-block, boys,
Grandly satisfied,
See the old peacock, boys,
On the sunny side!
Robins in the peach-tree;
Bluebirds in the pear;
Blossoms over each tree
In the orchard there!
All the world's in joy, boys,
Glad and glorified
As a romping boy, boys,
On the sunny side!
Where's a heart as mellow?
Where's a soul as free?
Where is any fellow
We would rather be?
Just ourselves or none, boys,
World around and wide,
Laughing in the sun, boys,
On the sunny side!
poem by James Whitcomb Riley

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Elevator Man
Im the elevator man,
I take people up and down all day,
Some get out others stay,
Some get off some go all the way.
Im the eklevator man,
I see lots of different faces,
I see losers going nowhere,
I see winners going places.
I take em up and I bring em down
Everybody goes up and everybody comes down
Everydody goes up and everybody comes down
Dirty old man with wanderinr eyes,
Lookin at bums and tits and thighs.
Macho man with rub on tan,
Hes the man with wandering hands.
People with dandruff, spots and pimples,
People with warts and scars and dimples,
They push by dont give a damn,
Im just the elevator man.
I see them go up and I see em come down.
Everybody goes up but everybody comes down,
Everybody goes up but everybody comes down.
I see the timid and the insecure,
I see the confident and self assured,
They all get out when they reach their floor,
But I always know Im gonna see them once more.
cos everybody goes up and everybody goes down,
Everybody goes up but everybody comes down,
Everybody goes up and everybody comes down,
Everybody goes up.
Yeah
Im the elevator man,
Lots of people pass me by,
No one thinks I give a damn,
Im just the elevator man,
I hear confessions, watch expressions,
Silent madness and depression.
I hear rumours, conversations, little facts and relevations.
cos what goes up, gotta come down
Everybody goes up and everybody comes down,
Everybody goes up but everybody comes down.
Everybody goes up and everybody comes down,
Everybody goes up and everybody comes down
Everybody goes up and everybody comes down
Everybody goes up
Yeah
song performed by by Kinks

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